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CHAPTER EIGHTY

ChelseaChelsea's friends had already made themselves at home, settling into the plush couches in his spacious parlour. Porsha lounged on the armchair, her long legs stretched out before her, while Kyle and Bebe sprawled on the couch, their drinks balanced precariously on the coffee table.Porsha leaned in, a sly grin spreading across her face. "So, Chelsea, how's your little friend Arc doing?" she asked, her tone dripping with condescension. Kyle and Bebe exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes gleaming with amusement.Chelsea shrugged. "I wouldn't know." He didn't want to show them he cared to know."He sure is a weird guy." Porsha said.He shrugged again, attempting to appear nonchalant. "Arc doesn't have the most exquisite dress taste," he said, trying to downplay the topic. "But he's alright."Porsha raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "He clearly doesn't," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Kyle and Bebe giggled, their eyes sparkling with amu
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CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

ChelseaHe watched his ex friends walk out the door, the sound of their laughter and chatter fading into the distance. But instead of feeling a pang of sadness or loss, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The tension and drama that had been building up all evening seemed to dissipate, leaving him feeling lighter, freer.He looked around the room, taking in the scattered remnants of their gathering. The drinks that still lay on the table seemed to mock him, a reminder of the evening's failed festivities. He sighed, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and frustration. Why did things always have to end with drama in his life?Just as he got up to head back to his room, leaving the drinks for the cleaning lady to take care of, his phone rang, shrill and insistent. He picked it up without looking at the caller ID. "Chelsea here," he said, his voice firm and expectant.There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Chelsea's heart skipped a beat. Could
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CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

ChelseaHe watched his ex friends walk out the door, the sound of their laughter and chatter fading into the distance. But instead of feeling a pang of sadness or loss, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The tension and drama that had been building up all evening seemed to dissipate, leaving him feeling lighter, freer.He looked around the room, taking in the scattered remnants of their gathering. The drinks that still lay on the table seemed to mock him, a reminder of the evening's failed festivities. He sighed, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and frustration. Why did things always have to end with drama in his life?Just as he got up to head back to his room, leaving the drinks for the cleaning lady to take care of, his phone rang, shrill and insistent. He picked it up without looking at the caller ID. "Chelsea here," he said, his voice firm and expectant.There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Chelsea's heart skipped a beat. Could it
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CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO: MMAs

ChelseaThe sun had set over the city, casting a warm orange glow over the crowded streets. The air was electric with excitement as celebrities, influencers, and industry insiders gathered for the highly anticipated MMAs – the Majesty Movie Awards.Chelsea stepped out of the limousine and onto the red carpet, his eyes scanning the sea of flashing cameras and screaming fans. The sound of paparazzi shouting his name and the constant click-click-click of cameras was almost deafening.Lily, who had helped him get ready for the event, gave him a final once-over before nudging him forward. "Go, Chelsea. Get them."Chelsea took a deep breath, pasted on a dazzling smile, and began his walk down the red carpet. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause as he posed for photos, waving to his fans and chatting with the occasional reporter.To his left, a giant LED screen displayed the MMA logo – a stylized, cursive "M" made up of tiny, shimmering stars. The screen flickered and changed, sh
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CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE: Oooooooohhh

ChelseaChelsea's response was immediate and icy. "Don't talk to me."He tried to walk away, but Kevin grabbed his arm, holding him in place. Chelsea shot him a glare, his eyes narrowing in warning. Kevin raised his hand in a non-threatening gesture, his expression conciliatory. "I just wanna talk."Chelsea's phone buzzed in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see a message from Lily: "Need some help?" He glanced over at her, then typed back, "No. I'll handle it."Chelsea put his phone away and folded his arms, his eyes never leaving Kevin's face. "Who are you texting?" Kevin asked, his tone light and curious.Chelsea's response was sharp and cutting. "Someone who doesn't have to resort to manipulating others to feel relevant." Kevin's grin faltered, and for a moment, Chelsea saw a flicker of annoyance in his eyes."Ouch, I guess I deserve that for dumping you the way I did," Kevin said, his voice laced with a hint of remorse. Chelsea felt a surge of anger and frustrati
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